A breath at Last

I have finally come to terms with reality. The battle has been grueling and in many instances, I thought I would never raise my head above water again. During some of my darkest hours, I convinced myself that sunlight had never truly existed. It was just a matter of dark and less dark. During those times I forgot how sweet air could be, how intoxicating a single breath is. My dreams and aspirations had become as dull as the light above me. At times it was completely lost, and other times I could almost feel my fingers breaking the surface of the water. Only to feel the true weight of my situation pull me back down into the depths.

At last, I can feel the sweet air fill my lungs. At last I can see the sun and the clouds soaring high above me. I have come a long ways and with every stroke of my arms, with every burn of muscle I drag myself closer to my goal. Now with the infinite darkness threatening to pull me back under, I look out to the horizon. All around me, lies nothing but ocean, nothing but possibilities.